As I was tucking Dyson in, I told him that I loved him. He told me that he would always love me. I responded that I hoped he would remember that when he becomes a teenager.

He said, "I will love you because it is in my brain and in my heart. And in my nose. Ew! Get out of my nose!" (with nose-picking gestures…)

That’s my boy - his love for me has limits…